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Richie has a long and illustrious career in supermarket work. | Richie has a long and illustrious career in supermarket work. | ||
| - | It started at the tender age of 16, at Southwell Co-Op, where he was known as the quiet hard working one, until he gradually got lazy and stopped caring. Alcohol soon followed, and the pinnacle of his career came one New Years Day when he was still drunk at work, and spent the shift either unconscious, or vomiting in the toilets, and avoiding the regional | + | It started at the tender age of 16, at Southwell Co-Op, where he was known as the quiet hard working one, until he gradually got lazy and stopped caring. At this point any pretense of professionalism was thrown out the window and trolley races, ice cream breaks, and shop floor phone calls were in order. Alcohol soon followed, and the pinnacle of his career came one New Years Day when he was still drunk at work, and spent the shift either unconscious, or vomiting in the toilets, and avoiding the regional manager. |
He stacked shelves, and one friend recently commented that he would like to stack shelves, because it would be fun like lego. | He stacked shelves, and one friend recently commented that he would like to stack shelves, because it would be fun like lego. | ||
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| - | After over a year of unemployment, Richie was forced to get a job to pay for university, and proved the age old adage that when you join the Co-Op, you never leave. He now works on the deli and hot food counter at Dereham Road Co-Op, where he mostly fucks around and steals as much food as possible. | + | During the holidays of his first year of university, Richie worked for Genie Engineering in Grantham. Manufacturers of big ass lifting platforms, Richie was surrounded by big machines and millions upon millions of pounds of equipment. He only got to work as a warehouse monkey though, carrying shit round a freezing round warehouse and getting high on caffeine from the free tea machine. He also had an eventful drive up and down the A1 every day, which saw him set new Mazda land speed records (99mph), and manage to be half an hour late by sleeping in. |
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| + | After over a year of unemployment, Richie was forced to get a job to pay for university, and proved the age old adage that when you join the Co-Op, you never leave. He now works on the deli and hot food counter at Dereham Road Co-Op, where he mostly fucks around and steals as much food as possible. The best thing about this job is the big ass industrial grease and carbon remover, called the Grime Reaper. Oh, how cheesy! | ||
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| + | Richie has had the mispleasure of working with some right numptys from time to time. | ||
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| + | The worst of these was a ginger delinquent at Morrisons whose name has since been lost to history. He despised doing any work at all, and took personal offense to being asked to work, and seemed to think that while he was working, we would be "playing games". He was eventually fired when, while being bollocked by a manager, asked if they would like to take it outside. | ||
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| + | At the first Co-Op, we could enjoy the company of Nick Curtis. Never has anyone spoken so much shit, endlessly and repeatedly. He annoyed everyone greatley, and we rejoiced when he was shipped to become assistant manager of Lowdham Co-Op. With only 2 staff. | ||
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| + | Richie's first manager at Co-Op was in fact David Brent. Seriously. And his name was Mr Shorthouse, and he was short. We did not call him Mr. Shortarse. Oh no. | ||
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| + | Rihcie's current manager, Ivor, is awesome. Everyone loves the silly bugger. | ||
Current revision as of 12:36, 3 April 2006
Richie has a long and illustrious career in supermarket work.
It started at the tender age of 16, at Southwell Co-Op, where he was known as the quiet hard working one, until he gradually got lazy and stopped caring. At this point any pretense of professionalism was thrown out the window and trolley races, ice cream breaks, and shop floor phone calls were in order. Alcohol soon followed, and the pinnacle of his career came one New Years Day when he was still drunk at work, and spent the shift either unconscious, or vomiting in the toilets, and avoiding the regional manager.
He stacked shelves, and one friend recently commented that he would like to stack shelves, because it would be fun like lego.
After moving house, Richie quit and went to work in the Morrisons warehouse. He regretted this everyday because the staff were retards, the managers incompetant, and it was generally a dirty horrible job in a badly run and exploitative environment. Time was spent going out with staff, avoiding fights, and having fork lift truck races.
Richie quit because he hated it and wanted his last day of school off.
During the holidays of his first year of university, Richie worked for Genie Engineering in Grantham. Manufacturers of big ass lifting platforms, Richie was surrounded by big machines and millions upon millions of pounds of equipment. He only got to work as a warehouse monkey though, carrying shit round a freezing round warehouse and getting high on caffeine from the free tea machine. He also had an eventful drive up and down the A1 every day, which saw him set new Mazda land speed records (99mph), and manage to be half an hour late by sleeping in.
After over a year of unemployment, Richie was forced to get a job to pay for university, and proved the age old adage that when you join the Co-Op, you never leave. He now works on the deli and hot food counter at Dereham Road Co-Op, where he mostly fucks around and steals as much food as possible. The best thing about this job is the big ass industrial grease and carbon remover, called the Grime Reaper. Oh, how cheesy!
[edit] Co-Workers and Management
Richie has had the mispleasure of working with some right numptys from time to time.
The worst of these was a ginger delinquent at Morrisons whose name has since been lost to history. He despised doing any work at all, and took personal offense to being asked to work, and seemed to think that while he was working, we would be "playing games". He was eventually fired when, while being bollocked by a manager, asked if they would like to take it outside.
At the first Co-Op, we could enjoy the company of Nick Curtis. Never has anyone spoken so much shit, endlessly and repeatedly. He annoyed everyone greatley, and we rejoiced when he was shipped to become assistant manager of Lowdham Co-Op. With only 2 staff.
Richie's first manager at Co-Op was in fact David Brent. Seriously. And his name was Mr Shorthouse, and he was short. We did not call him Mr. Shortarse. Oh no.
Rihcie's current manager, Ivor, is awesome. Everyone loves the silly bugger.
